I'm the best catcher in martial arts

Guihai Bailian wanted his son to become a master of swordsmanship, so he named him Guihai Yida.

What Lu Huanong was thinking was that the child was safe and sound. Although Shen Lian often got into trouble, he was the Marquis after all. How many people could offend him?

If Guihai Yida is not suitable for martial arts training, you can still follow Shen Zaikuan to study the Four Books and Five Classics and take the imperial examination. Even if he is not successful in martial arts, it would be good to use the wealth of the Shen family to arrange a few shops for him and become a big shopkeeper.

Study literature, learn martial arts, do business, farm, fish, practice Taoism, study Buddhism, go to sea, explore...

Shen Lianquan can make good arrangements.

Lu Huanong said: "Shen Lian, what do you think is suitable for your junior brother to study? Literature or martial arts?"

"Auntie, he is too young now and can't see what he will be suitable for in the future. From the name my uncle chose, I know it is wrong to want my junior brother to learn swordsmanship.

Learning should start from interest.

Confucius said that those who know are not as good as those who are good at it, and those who are good at it are not as good as those who are happy.

Although our family is not a prince or aristocrat, we still have many opportunities for trial and error, allowing him to choose slowly.

I feel that my junior brother may not be suitable for learning swordsmanship.

He might prefer swordsmanship.

He may also like to make alchemy and practice Taoism.

This is Zhongnan Mountain. Having grown up here since childhood, I must be imbued with Taoism and very suitable for practicing Taoism.

The younger brother has sharper eyebrows and should be more suitable for martial arts training. Don't worry, uncle. If the younger brother likes sword skills, I will definitely not stop him. "

When Shen Lian finished the first half of his sentence, Guihai Bailian's complexion turned purple. After he finished the last half of his sentence, his complexion eased slightly, but he was still quite unhappy.

"My son's name is Yidao, how can he learn to sword? Should I change his name?"

"Have you ever seen Japanese people? There are many sword masters in Japan, but none of them use swords. They usually use samurai swords, and most of them use spears on the battlefield.

In particular, there was a samurai family named Ashina who was good at using lime powder, crossbows, and fire guns.

Anyway, those famous swordsmen in Japan can use any kind of weapons, but they never use swords.

There is also a superb swordsman who easily defeated all the warriors of the Yagyu family and was renamed Yagyu Itken.

What weapon do you think he uses?

A katana of course.

If you think this is an example from Japan and is not suitable for the Central Plains, let me give you an example from the Central Plains.

An example of a certain aristocratic family.

During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, there were four great clans. Among them, Song Que, the head of the Lingnan Song clan, was the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world.

What kind of weapon do you think Song Que's son used?

Practice your sword!

None of Song Que's children could inherit his sword skills.

As a result, the Nine Heavenly Swords and the Nine Songs Divine Sword were lost.

You are an expert in swordsmanship, so you must know more about this than me. Did you also look for it back then? "

Perhaps because of becoming a father, Shen Lian became more verbose than before, while Lu Huanong was more patient, listening with gusto, and feeling a bit like a confidant.

Guihai Bailian didn't have that much patience and asked impatiently: "What do you think he is suitable for?"

Shen Lian said calmly: "Knife."

Lu Huanong: (；OдO)

Guihai Bailian: (╬￣Pan￣)

You talked a lot and finally came to the same conclusion as me, you are sick!

Shen Lian explained patiently: "My uncle and I came to conclusions in different ways, which are very different.

My uncle is a master of swordsmanship and thinks that his son must be good at swordsmanship, but he ignores that his aunt is good at swordsmanship and is not much weaker than his swordsmanship.

I came to this conclusion based on reasoning and analysis of body shape and many trial and error experiments.

My uncle is just being confused.

I reasoned it out seriously.

You can only be blinded once or twice.

Science can be used as a long-term rule. "

While Shen Lian was eating roasted rabbit meat with honey and fooling Guihai Bailian, he was exchanging experiences with Lu Huanong about raising children. It was midnight before he knew it.

Of course Shen Lian would not stay in Zhongnan Mountain, but would go to live in Chang'an County Government Office. When he returned, he found that Sun Bugong had been knocked to the ground and suffered lightning injuries.

Was it caused by lightning damage?

This old thing is really an old fox.

Shen Lian left the Wu brothers in the prison because he actually wanted to take the opportunity to test the government's situation. Unexpectedly, King Zuo Wu sent an escape killer to skip Shen Lian's test.

"Bah bang bang!"

Shen Lian raised his hand and slapped Sun Bugong three times.

The slap contained inner energy, breaking through the acupoint restrictions left by Lei Dam, and awakening Sun Bugong. Before Sun Bugong could ask about the situation, Shen Lian gave the order coldly.

"Tell me what you know, otherwise I will send you to the vegetable market and chop you into pieces right now."

Of course, Shen Lian would not have a good look on someone like Sun Bugong. If he didn't need to give him some information, he wouldn't be able to survive until tomorrow morning.

If the flower pickers are divided into three, six or nine grades, Sun Bugong, who has a twisted mentality, is obviously the worst and most hopeless kind. Some flower pickers can be beheaded with one knife, and some need to be quartered by five horses.

Sun Bugong was punched by Lei Sun, and he was dazed in the mud pit for several hours. He was slapped three times by Shen Lian, and his brain was so dizzy that he finally had the sense of a warrior and noticed that Shen Lian murderous intent.

"You...you are...Shen Lian?"

"You have half a stick of incense to organize your words. After half a stick of incense, I want to hear you explain everything.

First of all, you must explain more than the brothers from the Wu family.

Secondly, if what you confess conflicts with what they confess, the liar will be killed without mercy.

Finally, don't expect your master to save you. He can let you silence the Wu brothers, and he can let others silence you. You have to know who is the enemy. "

Shen Lian threw Sun Bugong back into the pit.

This pit was dug by himself, and it fit his short body perfectly, like a mouse hole.

Sun Bugong looked at Shen Lian desperately.

Of course he knew how vicious King Zuo Wu was.

The "Thirteen Murderers" are not fixed. These people often suffer losses and need to be replaced frequently. Those who are replaced are all silenced by King Zuo Wu.

The person who carried out the most killing missions was Sun Bugong, who came and went without a trace.

From the first mission, Sun Bugong guessed his ending, but when he boarded the pirate ship, he had to either join honestly or be thrown to the bottom of the sea.

Sun Bugong didn't think for too long, and quickly handed over all the information. He knew more than the Wu brothers. After all, he had done an extermination mission.

In addition, because Sun Bugong was lustful, he also secretly stole the hijab of a female member.

There is a female swordsman in Thirteen Thieves.

Although her face was covered with a black scarf every time, just looking at her exquisite figure and swaying charm made people deeply intoxicated. Sun Bugong secretly followed her, and although he did not know her identity, he picked up her face scarf. .

"Shen Captou, the villain has sinned a lot. I don't ask Shen Captou to spare my life. I just ask Shen Captou to give him a break for the sake of being honest."

Of course Sun Bugong was afraid of death, otherwise he would not have been able to tell the truth honestly, but he felt that Shen Lian might like a "tough guy" who was not afraid of death, and would be extraordinarily merciful and sentence him to death, so that he could live for half a year longer.

Sun Bugong has three unfulfilled wishes.

The true identity of King Zuo Wu is unknown;

The true identity of the female swordsman is unknown;

He failed to kiss the female swordsman;

Sun Bugong felt that before he died, he could accomplish at least two things and die in peace.

Shen Lian suddenly thought of a joke.

"The state has national laws, and every family has its own rules. Although your sins are serious, you still need to be tried by the Ministry of Criminal Justice. You should be the Queen of Autumn. I will give you a clean cell."

"Shen Baotou is so loyal and the villain admires him."

Sun Bugong secretly lamented that he survived, and he was put into a spacious and clean cell by Shen Lian.

Just when he was about to enjoy the small single room, Shen Lian left and returned, still with a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of viciousness, and grabbed his arm.

"According to the law, I should put you in prison, but the woman you abused to death gave me a dream. They missed you very much and asked me to send you to see them."

Shen Lian was still smiling, with the gentlest smile and the most sinister eyes, as he removed Sun Bugong's bones and joints one by one, and when Sun Bugong went from hope to despair, he exploded his balls with one kick. .

"I learned a martial art in Lingjiu Palace, and I want to try it on you. Do you mind?"

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

Sun Bugong's chin had been pulled off a long time ago, and he could not speak at all. He could only watch helplessly as Shen Lian took out a pot of wine, his true energy turned into yin, and water condensed into ice.

"Swish swish!"

More than a dozen ice slices were injected into Sun Bugong's acupuncture points.

Sun Bugong originally thought that he would be blasted with more than a dozen bloody holes by the borneol, but he didn't want the borneol to penetrate into his skin and settle in his meridians, as if growing roots.

Immediately afterwards came the numbness and itching.

The cycle goes on and on, unable to survive and unable to survive.

Shen Lian was using none other than the famous Talisman of Life and Death. According to Shen Lian's character, he didn't like torturing people and liked to kill people simply and swiftly.

It's just that some people don't deserve a good death!

"Sun Bugong, take your time and enjoy it. You still have six months. Don't die too quickly."

Shen Lian turned around and left the prison, took out the face towel that Sun Bugong had collected, and let the big yellow dog smell it.

After experiencing the calamity force tempering, the big yellow dog's sense of smell has improved several times. Based on the smell on the face towel and the route Sun Bugong dug, he can quickly find the source.

King Zuo Wu's reaction was not unpleasant.

When he learned that Sun Bugong had not returned in time, he knew something must have happened, and ordered the helmsman where Sun Bugong usually stayed to move out quickly. Not wanting Sun Bugong to be lustful, he collected a face towel, which was just enough to guide Shen Lian.

The big yellow dog ran outside Chang'an City, where there was a manor with gold and jade on the outside and ruins on the outside. The owner of the manor was about forty years old, named Mr. Ximen.

His surname was Ximen, and his given name was Gongzi.

Mr. Ximen has a dissolute personality and likes cockfighting and lackeys looking for flowers and willows. He has almost destroyed the property left by his parents, leaving only a manor.

They appear to be in bloom, but in reality they are in poverty.

Young Master Ximen could only rely on selling his ancestral property to barely maintain a decent life. He joined the Thirteen Murderers for no other purpose than to gain King Zuo Wu's wealth.

You give me money and I do things for you.

Don't mention feelings, don't mention dreams, I'm here just for money, just give me more money.

The owner of such a large manor, Mr. Ximen, who was quite famous among the swingers of Chang'an, was secretly no different from Ding Xiu, which was really surprising.

However, the manor could not be saved.

Shen Lian touched the big yellow dog's head. The big yellow dog whimpered a few times, confirming that the target was inside.

"Go and deliver a letter for me."

"Woo~wu~wu~"

The big yellow dog shook his head in refusal.

"Be good, I'll reward you with roast rabbit when I go back."

"Woo~wow~wow!"

The big yellow dog waggled its tail happily.

Lu Huanong's craftsmanship is not particularly good, but the honey from Tomb Pie is the best in the world. Apply it on the rabbit legs and make honey-roasted rabbit meat. It is sweet, juicy and extremely delicious.

Shen Lian sensed the energy in the manor.

There are five relatively strong auras in it, one is as sharp as a knife, one is rich in death aura, and the remaining three are more evil and not as strong as those two.

Shen Lian secretly calculated in his heart that the person covered with death energy should be the leader of the thirteen murderers, Sima Huangfen.

This is a psychopath who worships death.

Sima Huangfen’s real name is Situ Ping.

His life as a child was just like his name, ordinary, uneventful, and without any disturbance, until one time when he went out to visit relatives, he was robbed by bandits.

The bandit swung his sword to kill the guard, and blood splashed on Sima Huangfen's face, and he felt refreshed.

It was a joy that came from the bone marrow.

Sima Huangfen thinks this is the most fun game.

Under everyone's horrified gaze, he chopped off his parents' heads, held their heads up, and played games with these bandit uncles, scaring them so much that they fled in panic.

About half an hour later, a boxing master passed by and saw the blood on his body. He mistakenly thought that bandits had killed his entire family, so he took Sima Huangwai back to his home, accepted him as a disciple, and taught him boxing skills.

Sima Huangfen's martial arts talent was extremely high, and the master became more and more satisfied with it. However, seeing that he was depressed, he felt that he wanted to avenge his parents, so he found the bandits.

While fighting with the bandits, Sima Huangfen found the goal of life, which is "death".

He asked his master to join the game and killed him with a heavy punch. He then walked around the world in pursuit of a violent death until he met King Zuo Wu.

King Zuo Wu promised him the most heroic death.

So he changed his name to Sima Huangfen and killed many masters for King Zuo Wu, looking forward to his death.

Plus, the guy has his own philosophy.

Sima Huangfen worships "death", but he will not die directly. He knows how to enjoy life. What he looks forward to is a vigorous and shocking death.

For example, after King Zuo Wu succeeded, he put all the blame on him and then cut him to pieces.

This is Sima Huangfen’s pursuit.

No one hopes that King Zuo Wu can achieve great things more than Sima Huangfen. Even King Zuo Wu himself is not so persistent, and King Zuo Wu has also thought about giving up.

Now, death is close at hand.

Shen Lian smashed the gate of Ximen Villa with one punch, rushed straight into the main hall of the Villa, looked at the five masters who were eating and drinking, and sneered: "Everyone, you should know who I am and why I am here."

"Shen Lian, are you here to kill us?"

Sima Huangfen looked excited.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong! I'm here to arrest you, but if you resist arrest, I have the right to kill you."

"Well said, I will definitely resist arrest, so just use your strongest fist to kill me!"